Moon and Sky and Bats

It was lovely,
tonight,
alone outside in the still stillness,
as the birds sang and wove the threads of their tunes around the quiet of me..

She shone so brightly-
So loudly-
She sang too.
Silently

as the bat swooped and swerved across the deep blueness of darkness
that covered my sky.
Brightly ebbing she was...the moon,
that covered my head,
that wrapped and
fed
my mind with the pictures
I needed
to write the words I do,
unheeded.

'Go look at the moon,' she said.
'Trying to sleep,'he said.

Yet she is still illuminated.

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